My mother has been dead for years, and never had a basement tall enough to do anything but crawl around in on hands and knees. And the last time I lived with her, it was as her live-in caregiver during her last year or so.
This is where people say, "Pics or it dint happen! ". So?
This thread makes me understand nudism.
I think it’s more likely that a lot of people don’t like to dress up because dressy clothes run much more expensive and as such are likely to be ill-fitting because they’re infrequently replaced. I have my suits tailored every year, myself, but that’s because I need several suits for my job on the infrequent but mandatory occasions that I travel to certain client sites (most of our clients, mind you, are just fine with the khakis and “I’m here because you broke something.” t-shirt I tend to spot as the small-engineering-firm IT guy.). Before I could afford that, I hated dressing up a lot more than I do now–and I absolutely love the way I look in a suit.
My underpants are my cite.
When I was growing up, I was regularly forced into dressy clothes, and told to keep them neat and clean. I grew up in the era when girls had to wear dresses or skirts to school. In junior high/middle school, the school district decided that the world wouldn’t come to an end if the girls were allowed to wear slacks instead of miniskirts. I am well versed in the ways of girdles, bras, petticoats, dresses, hosiery, and other types of feminine styles. Hell, I SOLD women’s clothing for close to ten years, from the cheap polyester pull on pants with a sewn in crease to fancy dress suitable for an intimate gathering of only your 500 closest friends, to bridal gowns. And I was fairly good at it. I was particularly well known in the company for making sure that a shopper bought not only her mother of the bride dress, but all the underpinnings that she needed (no fancy dress sale was complete until I’d at least suggested a new bra, girdle/controller, slip, and hose), and then suggesting another outfit to change into after the whole damned thing was over.
I was taught how to dress, both as a child and as an adult. And I choose to dress (or not dress) to suit myself. As a famous philosopher of our times once sang, “you can’t please everyone, so you gotta please yourself.”
Hmmm, I tend to post with pants. Shirt too. So, am I overdressed, or does it depend on the pants, etc.?
I dunno. How many humans are around when you post? What’s the weather like in your area?
I didn’t even know they made women’s boxer-briefs. Huh. Learn something new everyday.
(And I was the opposite as a kid. My mom had to fight to get me to wear pants on cold days – I always wanted to wear dresses.)
The lack of elastic around the leg holes is a boon during the summer. Prevents heat rash and chafing.
When I was a little girl, I was basically expected to sit and look pretty or play quietly with dolls when I was wearing dresses. Wearing pants meant that I could go outside and play football (tackle football, none of this sissy touch football) or play in the mud and generally have a good time. I never played tea party unless someone else wanted to play that game.
What bothers me is the number of men still wearing morning dress on the way home from the office, often well after 5 in the evening.
I understand it may not be practical to have your gentleman attend you in the workplace, but why not get your personal assistant to help you dress? It may feel a little awkward at first, but she will quickly learn the arts of the cummerbund and the garter, and you can hold your head high on your evening commute.
It’s about self-respect, people!
And what about those slobs who wear tuxedos when they’re not dining! Unless sitting down to a meal, a gentleman wears a tailcoat!
And the lack capes and walking sticks is most distressing.
This is the main reason for me. The OP seems shocked that everyone can’t just pop on over to the store every month and buy $100 worth of new clothes to look snappy, and anyone who refuses to do so is a lazy slob. Unfortunately, I’m one of Romney’s 47% who doesn’t have a job requiring a suit and can’t justify spending the money on a tailored suit when I can barely make rent each month.
Ah, that must be it! We’re just parasites and we dress like parasites!
You should be ashamed of yourselves.
This.
Also, if you’re male and much under six feet in height you are pretty much SOL. I’m 5’9" on days of particularly low gravitational forces. When I had to buy dress slacks, or even Dockers, I was able to find them in my waist and inseam size. But no matter what size I bought, the entire upper part of the garment, from crotch to waist, was obviously made for a six-foot-tall man. On me, the pocket slits on the sides came down way too low. (This is why I lose things out of my pockets when I sit down, if wearing slacks.) It’s like I’m wearing a potato sack with legs sewn on, rather than pants that fit. Part of the problem here is that men supposedly want everything extra baggy to begin with, so it’s even worse if you’re too short or too tall or whatever.
I cannot tie a tie, nor do I own one. I have broad shoulders and a thick neck. To button that top button on a suit is terribly uncomfortable. Most dress shirts are simply not made for guys with my build.
But I can a rock a suit though! Juts not with a tie.
I use a PC.
I’ve mentioned elsewhere on the Board that the only ones who wear suits over here are bankers and high-powered politicians. And every one of them spend all their time in nice, super-air-conditioned offices and cars. It’s friggin HOT here. I, um, “outgrew” my suits long ago (middle-age spread) and see no reason to run out and get a new one just to have it hanging up collecting dust.
Usually just my gf if there is anyone at all. But I am just not one to hang out naked or mostly-so. Maybe that is a little uptight for this day and age?
Had a broiling summer start to finish (still wore clothes around the house though), but now it is getting cold- we even have a little snow this week. Now I’m wearing a long underwear set which shows off my Thor-legs nicely, so I’m told.
I guess I only get dressed up for weddings and that sort of thing. I don’t much like getting dressed up because I was raised to believe that it was some kind of social class signal, and of course I don’t believe anything I was raised to believe. Dressing up seems pretentious- who do I think I am? But I don’t run around the house naked either- prudishness or…?
IN pants! I meant IN pants!